not the same - Intellectual

[Intro: clean & 1crusafix]

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

Yeah, yeah, yeah

[Verse 1: clean]

I don't do no lean, bi-bitch, I'm sippin' Sprite (Yuh)

They say that I'm clean, bitch, I'm lookin' nice

And she got a lotta ass, I'ma fuck that dyke

I was getting to them bands, had to pull up right

And I miss my brotha, yeah, you know it's free lil' Mike

I-I-I woke up and I'm fitted, my bros never even bad

So we could've broke the record, what's smearing all inside your head?

And I'm doin' fine, can I see if you even care?

Pull up to the function and all they do is stare

E-Everyday, I'ma feel that pain

Lost my brothas, yeah, it's not been the fucking same

Sitting in that rave, thumbing through that pave

I just crashed this tour, yeah, put this in delay

I-I-I, I could never switch up on my bros

Yeah, you did that and you went up bad, damn, that's pretty gross

That's why yo' bitch, had her passed out, knew she was a hoe

You should chunk it, it's not twenty-four, yeah, you really need to lock in

(Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah; crusafix)

I got Xanax in my book bag

(Yeah) She said that my front looks like I love snacks

Walk up with some other snakes and now I look back

And I'm countin' all this money so I should brag

(Yeah) You say that you love me, don't know if it's true

Duckin' all these hunnids then I'm thumbin' gold

Yeah, I hit my level, I was on the news

R.I.P my pops, tryna keep my cool (Yeah)

(Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)

(Psh, psh, yeah, yeah) (Walk into the store)

Walk into the store, I cannot lie, I never check the price

Find out that you tryna be like me instead he living life

All these things, they comin' in my way, I can't fucking leave

Had to track that bitch the other day, I love crumbling

(Tsh) Said I'm doin' fine, that's another lie

(Uh) I'm still thumbin' through these hunnids, you cannot combine

(Uh) I got Number (N)ine on me, I'm buying what I like

I can't do a feat for free 'cause that's a waste of time (Psh)

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah